Song of Solomon 2
Coverdale Bible of 1535 Par ▾ 

The Bride’s Admiration

1I am the floure of the felde, and lylie of the valleys:

2as the rose amonge the thornes, so is my loue amonge the daughters.

3Like as the aple tre amonge the trees of the wodd, so is my beloued amonge the sonnes. My delite is to sitt vnder his shadowe, for his frute is swete vnto my throte.

4He bryngeth me in to his wyne seller, and loueth me specially well.

5Refresh me wt grapes, coforte me with apples, for I am sick of loue.

6His left hade lyeth vnder my heade, & his right hande enbraceth me.

7I charge you (o ye doughters of Ierusalem (by the Roes & hyndes of the felde, yt ye wake not vp my loue ner touch her, till she be content herself.

8Me thynke I heare the voyce of my beloued: lo, there commeth he hoppinge vpon ye mountaynes, and leapinge ouer the litle hilles.

9My beloued is like a Roo or a yonge hart. Beholde, he stondeth behynde or wall, he loketh in at the wyndowe, & pepeth thorow the grate.

10My beloued answered & sayde vnto me: O stode vp my loue, my doue, my beutyfull, & come:

11for lo, the wynter is now past, the rayne is awaie & gone.

12The floures are come vp in the felde, the twystinge tyme is come, the voyce of the turtle doue is herde in oure londe.

13The fyge tre bryngeth forth hir fyges, the vynes beare blossoms, and haue a good smell. O stode vp my loue, my beutyfull, and come

14(my doue) out of the caues of the rockes, out of the holes of the wall: O let me se thy countenaunce and heare thy voyce, for swete is thy voyce and fayre is thy face.

15Gett vs the foxes, yee the litle foxes that hurte ye vynes, for oure vynes beare blossoms.

16My loue is myne, and I am his, (which fedeth amoge the lylies)

17vntill the daye breake, and till the shadowes be gone. Come agayne preuely (o my beloued) like as a Roo or a yonge harte vnto the mountaynes.

Coverdale Bible of 1535

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Song of Solomon 1
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